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Mine Forever

Five Years Later

*Bella's POV*

"Bella, it's almost time!" My mother called to me from outside the door.

"I just need a few more minutes Mom." I replied, and took in a deep breath, something I was doing a lot today.

No matter how much I knew I was ready for this, the whole "walk down the aisle" thing, it was still a big deal, and my stomach was in knots. I needed a few more minutes to compose myself, and everyone was just getting so impatient with me, making my anxiety even worse. I wasn't edgy because I didn't want this to happen, god only knows how badly I wanted to be Jacob's wife, but no matter how much I've changed since moving to Forks, the idea of standing in front of all those people still made me a nervous wreck.

"Bella, can we come in?" Rosalie asked with a light knock on the door. Without waiting for my response, she walked in with Amelia on her hip, closing the door behind her.

"Is everything alright?" She asked as my daughter jumped from her arms and climbed up into my lap. I gave her a quick kiss on the top of her head, and squeezed her into me.

"Yeah, I'm just nervous, that's all." I sighed out, looking back at my reflection in the mirror. My dark hair was pulled up loosely, small pink wild flowers braided into it, light curls framing my face.

"I love your dress Mommy." Amelia said in her cute, lisp-filled child voice, tugging gently at the thin straps of my white dress.

"Thank you Mia, I love your dress too sweetheart." She smiled at me widely, and giggled my favorite laugh of hers that always made my heart melt. She jumped down from my lap and twirled around to show off her pink chiffon dress in all its glory, making herself dizzy in the process, and falling to the ground with a light thud.

I scooped her up into my arms, and stood with us together in the full-length mirror. My daughter was a complete combination of Jacob and me; tanned skin that somehow also had the light glow of mine, dark black curly hair, a deep dimple in her chin, and a petite thin nose. However, what was of all her own, were the brightest set of green eyes I have ever seen. I know a lot of mother's say that their child is the most beautiful in the world, but when it came to Amelia, it was the truth. She was flawless, just like my sons.

I gave myself one more look over in the mirror, and finally knew I could no longer stall.

"Okay, I'm ready. Where's my father?" I asked Rosalie.

"He's waiting right outside the door for you. I'm going to bring Mia outside, and get her ready with Xander, since they walk out first." She said, grabbing Amelia from my arms, and bringing her to her feet, taking her hand. Alexander, whose been attached to my daughter since birth, was the ring bearer, and Mia was going to be walking with him as the flower girl.

"Jake will already be waiting where the two of you will stand together with my Father, and then you make your grand entrance with Charlie when you hear Edward begin to play your song. Okay?... Bella…Okay?"

"Umm, yeah, okay." I agreed, though most of what she just rambled off went in one ear and out the other. I gave Mia another quick kiss, and she was on her way following after Rose.

"Bells, hunny, you're all ready then?" Charlie asked, peeking his head in the doorway.

"Yeah Dad, as ready as I'll ever be." I gave him a quick smile, and tears began welling in his eyes.

"You just look…so gorgeous. My little girl…" He tried choking out, shaking his head. "I don't know where the time went Bells. You're just not my little girl anymore, are you?"

"I'll always be your little girl dad." I said, walking over to him and pulling him into a tight hug. I felt my own tears threatening to escape, but held them back as not to ruin my makeup. "You've been amazing through all of this; you'll never know how much it means to me that you're always here for me when I need you."

"I'm just so happy that you came to live with me all those years ago. There have been some tough times, but you have grown up to become such an amazing woman Bella. I am incredibly proud of you."

"Thank you dad..." I paused a moment, trying to calm my nerves again. "Okay, I'm ready. Let's do this." My father nodded in agreement, and we walked out into the hallway together. We were in a small beach house, right near the water's edge at First Beach, which was used as a place for bridal parties to get ready when they had an Oceanside wedding.

The reception afterward was being held right on the beach as well, under a white canvas tent that had twinkling lights hanging from the ceiling and sides. Our wedding was small and simple, but Jacob and I were proud of what we were able to put together here with all of our own money.

I had been able to finish a four-year teaching degree in about three and a half years, even with all the obstacles life threw at me in between, and was now an English teacher at the high school on the Reservation. It did not pay obscene amounts of money, but it was enough for us.

Jacob also opened up a local auto repair shop, with a small start-up fund from the Cullen's to help make that happen of course. It's doing amazingly well, mainly because everyone in a twenty mile radius knows to bring their vehicle to Jacob, for not only a fair price, but for high-quality work. Since we have been able to live a quiet, happy life these past years, a few of the guys from the Pack are also working there helping him out as well, with Embry now his business partner. Between the two of us, we have been able to live comfortably, and take care of our family. They way we always wanted to.

I walked towards the window that looked out to the place where the chairs where lined up, and the altar was set. In the distance I could see the man that I was about to marry standing near the water, looking as handsome as always in thin beige linen pants, and a casual light blue button-down. Every ounce of anxiety that I had been feeling all day melted away the moment I saw him, the true love of my life, and I knew this would be one of the happiest days of my life.

*Jacob's POV*

I stood at the edge of the water, wringing my hands in one another, counting down the seconds until I would see Bella again. Alice had insisted that we were not to see each other the night before the wedding, so the last time I saw Bells was sometime yesterday morning.

"Jake, man, it's time – get over here!" Sam yelled out to me, waving me to the gazebo that was set up a few feet away from the water. White chairs, with pink and green ribbons tied along the back, were set up in rows leading up to the altar where Bella and I would stand; a long white satin runner placed down on the sand as the aisle. I could see Amelia bouncing off to the side with Rose, waiting to make her walk down with Xander. She looked like an angel.

As I walked to take my place, memories of the past five years flooded my mind. Bella and I hadn't planned to wait so long to make our marriage official, but six months after we had Amelia we found out she was already two months pregnant again and we had to put our wedding plans on hold. A few months later in December, a little over a year after Mia was born, Bella gave birth to our twin boys, Caleb Jacob Black and Carter William Black.

We decided on just a simple ceremony on the beach where I proposed to her five years ago, small with just close friends and family. The whole Pack was in attendance, as well as the Cullen's, and Bella's friend Angela as Brady's date. They had imprinted a few years back when Bella brought her to one of the bonfires. It was hard on her at first finding out all the secrets, but Bella was there for her, and the two of them have grown quite close.

I took in a deep breath as the sound of Edward's piano playing began to fill the air. Everyone got quiet and turned in their seats to the beginning of the aisle. My beautiful daughter made her decent, throwing pink rose petals into the sky, scattering them along the white satin.

Little Alexander was right next to her proudly grasping onto the small pink pillow that held our wedding bands. Emily was behind them making sure they made it all the way down, and once they came to the end, she scooped up Xander, and Rosalie took Mia to their seats. Alice, as the maid of honor in a similar pink dress as Mia's, and Embry, as my best man, walked down the aisle next, and then took their places, each first taking a ring to hold onto until they were needed.

The song that Edward was playing changed to the one he had written for Bella's walk down the aisle, the melody flowing freely in the warm air, and everyone stood. The day was not sunny, it was a typical, albeit dry, June day in La Push, but the moment Bella emerged it was as if the heavens opened, her beauty shining so brightly my eyes reflexively winced. My breath caught in my throat, and I had to fight back tears. Bella looked as beautiful as always, radiant even. She wore a simple white linen dress, which came just to her feet, and clung to her body perfectly.

She made her way down towards me on Charlie's arm, the smile on his face showed just how happy he was as well. They stopped in front of me, and Charlie placed Bella's hand in mine.

"Jacob, you keep on treating my daughter right young man." He said in a stern, yet loving voice.

I nodded my head to him, "Always sir, always," I said. He gave me a quick nod as well, and placed a kiss on Bella's cheek.

"I love you both, very much." He said as he turned and made his way to take his seat by my father, and by Esme who was looking after our two boys. CJ looked so much like Bella; a much lighter, practically glowing, skin-tone then either Carter or Amelia had, light brown eyes, and an almost bronze golden color to his hair.

Carter was the spitting image of me as a child, and looked much more like Mia, but had light brown eyes as well. Mia was a very complacent child, always just going with the flow and never letting anything upset her. Carter was very much like her in that way as well, but CJ was incredibly emotional, and always seemed to know when someone was upset or hurt.

Bella, noticing the sudden "lost in thought" look on my face, tightened her grip on my hand and I turned to look at her. The moment our eyes met, it was as if the world was right, and perfect. There was nothing, and no one, in this world other then my Bella that could ever make my heart beat faster and slower in the same instant. She smiled at me and edged her head towards Carlisle who was standing at the top of the altar.

*Bella's POV*

I gestured for Jacob to move towards Carlisle who was performing the ceremony as an Ordained Minister. We both gave each other our best smiles, and took in a deep breath at the same time. Once we took our places, everyone sat down, and the only sound I could hear for a moment was my heart beating out of my chest, and the ocean waves crashing onto the sand.

"Dearly beloved," Carlisle began, and a new hush fell over us, it honestly felt as if time stood still, "We are gathered here today to celebrate Jacob Ephraim Black and Isabella Marie Swan dedicating their lives to one another in matrimony. This is a sacred right, an ancient right. As Isabella and Jacob prepare to join their lives, it is important to understand that everyone present has played a part in shaping their lives. Moreover, you will all continue to play a vital role in their continuing future. Thus, we are here not only to witness their vows to each other, but also to bestow upon them our blessing. If there is any person present that feels that these two should not wed, please speak now, or forever hold your peace."

Carlisle paused, and Jake and I looked around to the faces of all of our friends and family, each with a large smile on their face, my mother blotting tears from her eyes. No one said anything, but when my eyes met Edwards', for a moment, my heart skipped a beat; I worried, feared, he might make one finally attempt to win me back, just in that split second. Instead, he nodded at me at mouthed "congratulations" with a smile playing across his lips. I mouthed "thank you" in return, and turned back to face my Jacob.

"Jacob, please place Bella's ring on her finger, and then cite the vows that you've prepared to your bride-to-be." Jacob nodded and took the platinum wedding band from Embry, placing it half way down my finger.

"Bella, here today, in front of all of our friends and family, I take you as my wife, my partner in life, and my one true love. I will cherish our friendship and love you today, tomorrow, and forever. I will trust you, and honor you. I will laugh with you, and cry with you. I will love you faithfully through the best and the worst, through the difficult and the effortless. What may come, I will always be there. As you have given me your heart to hold, so I give you my life to keep."

The moment the words escaped his mouth there was no more holding back my tears. He pushed the ring down the rest of the way on my finger, and "I love you," was all I could barely whisper.

"I will love you forever," came out just as quietly from Jake.

"Bella, please place Jacob's ring on his finger, and then cite the vows that you've prepared to your husband-to-be." I took in another deep breath, hoping I would be able to get the words out without breaking down completely. Alice handed me Jacob's wedding band, and I placed it half way down his finger as well.

"Jacob, I want you to know how lucky I feel for having found the one perfect person for me, the one who suits me so comfortably and who gives me joy and boundless hope and anticipation for the future. Every day that we are together, you do nothing but make me happy. The day you saved my life on the cliff was the day I became truly alive again, and today, on our wedding day, I declare my love and devotion for you before all of our friends and family. I make a vow to stand by your side through the best and worst of times, and to give you the best of what I have from now until the end of our days."

I was able to get through all of it, my voice only cracking with emotion once or twice. It was Jacob's turn for tears now, and I pushed the ring down onto his finger, taking his hand in mine and squeezing it tightly.

"Jacob, Bella," Carlisle continued, "please hold out your hands to each other, palms up, so you may see the gift that they are to you…

These are the hands of your best friend, young, strong, and vibrant with love. The hands of a partner that promises to love you all the days of their life.

These are the hands that will work along side yours, as together you build your future, as you laugh and cry, as you share your innermost secrets and dreams.

These are the hands that will passionately love you and cherish you through the years, for a lifetime of happiness.

These are the hands that will countless times wipe the tears from your eyes: tears of sorrow and tears of joy.

These are the hands that will hold each of your children in tender love, soothing them, supporting and encouraging them along the way, and knowing when it is time to let go.

These are the hands that will comfort you, and hold you when fear or grief wracks your mind.

These are the hands that will tenderly lift your chin and brush your cheek as they raise your face to look into the other's eyes: eyes that are filled completely with their overwhelming love and desire for you.

These are the hands that will hold you tight as you struggle through difficult times.

These are the hands that will hold you in joy, and excitement, and hope.

These are the hands that will give you support. Together as a team, everything you wish for can be realized.

May Jacob and Isabella see their four hands as healer, protector, shelter, and guide.

And now, by the power vested in me, I now pronounce you Husband and Wife. Jacob, you may kiss your bride."

I took my hand to Jacob's face and dried the tears from his cheeks. He snaked his arm around my back, and swung me around, dipping me backwards, and crashing his lips to mine. In that moment, the world really did stop. The only thing that I could hear, feel, see, know – was that Jacob was my husband, and that the lips that were kissing me right now, would be mine forever.

*Jacob's POV*

Bella was my wife. Even as I heard the words, heard Carlisle tell me I could kiss my bride, I still couldn't believe it. Even as I was kissing her, with every ounce of passion and love I had, to know that those beautiful lips of hers were now truly mine forever, was a dream.

I heard one of our father's clear their throats, and realized we may have been kissing a little longer then socially acceptable. I pulled her back up, and hugged her close to my chest.

"I love you so much Bella," I whispered into her hair, and she snuggled into me tighter, whispering she loved me too.

"Jacob and Bella, if you would please face your friends and family," Carlisle asked. Bella leaned back from me, hardly letting any space in between us. I kissed her on her forehead, and then took her hand in mine, linking our fingers together. We both took in a much-needed deep breath and then turned to face everyone.

"Friends…Family…It is my pleasure to introduce to you all, for the very first time, Mr. and Mrs. Jacob and Isabella Black!"

A/N: The portion that Carlisle says at the end is a tradition non-denominational wedding speech called "These are the Hands." I revamped it to fit more to them, so it is changed almost completely, but I did take the premise from that. Hope you all enjoyed the wedding!! Thank in you in advance for all reviews and feedback!

You can also go into my profile to see a picture of Bella's Wedding dress, Alice's dress, and Amelia's flower girl dress. Thank you again for reading and reviewing! XoXo - Vanessa